Eyes, they open up before you
Disguised as little drops of lies
We admire, as cancer overcomes you
Benign, and never forced to grow
let it grow, let it grow...

Eyes, they open up before you
Disguised as little drops of lies
We admire, as cancer overcomes you
Benign, and never forced to grow
let it grow, let it grow

Don't let the spill I had on the floor
I had on the floor
get you down
I have you still-- I crave nothing more
I'm bound to the floor
to get you down

Dear God, I'm a mess
I have nothing left
I stole all my charm from the Maker's mill
Dear God, I'm a mess
I have nothing left
I stole all my charm from the Maker's mill
Dear God, I'm a mess
I have nothing left
I stole all my charm from the Maker's mill
From the Maker's mill
But do you love me still?
Do you love me?

Eyes, they open up before you
Disguised as little drops of lies


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Melanoma Lullaby (acoustic) song meanings
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